She walked silently to the stairs, and the shopkeeper hurriedly ran to the front to lead the way.

On the second floor, Ye Qianxun swept his eyes and found that there were many more people on the second floor than on the first floor, and the positions near the river were all full.

The shopkeeper's eyes rolled, and he naturally saw Ye Qianxun's thoughts, and said with a smile: "This guest officer, why don't you find a random place to sit down first, I will keep an eye on you, and I will notify you immediately if someone leaves at the window in a while." ”

"No need. Ye Qianxun walked straight towards an empty seat.

Seeing this, Xiao Er secretly breathed a sigh of relief and immediately followed Ye Qianxun.

"Do you want something from the guest officer?" he said as he handed a jade slip to Ye Qianxun.

Ye Qianxun glanced at the jade slip, and his divine sense penetrated into it, and found that it was full of dish names, the names were simple and crude, what fairy fruit fried ginseng, hundred-year-old jade lingzhi soup, white wolf stewed meat, stir-fried silver fox, phantom fruit dim sum, and so on.

Seeing the names of these dishes, Ye Qianxun couldn't laugh or cry, many of them she had heard of, and they had also been used to refine pills, and even swallowed them raw. But I didn't expect that one day, these things would be turned into a dish in a grand manner.

Didn't immortal cultivators just stop eating after reaching the Bigu realm, how could there still be so many dishes?

The divine sense poked out of the jade slip, Ye Qianxun looked at Xiao Er and asked, "How are these things made?"

Xiao Er was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, and said with a smile: "These are all made by the chefs of our waterfront building according to the spiritual power ratio of various ingredients, the materials are fresh and the taste is tender, and there are many niche specialties in many places, which are definitely not comparable to those big road dishes on the market." ”

Could it be that in this realm of cultivating immortals, the monks don't open the valley?

Ye Qianxun said the question in his heart, but he didn't want to startle the shopkeeper, so he couldn't help but look at Ye Qianxun carefully, and then replied: "Immortal cultivation dishes have been popular for many years, unless it is those monks who need to cultivate special exercises, generally the monks who come to our store will order a few things, you can rest assured, these are foods made of spiritual materials, and they will not produce any impurities in the body." ”

Looking at the appearance of the shopkeeper, immortal cultivation dishes seem to be a very common thing, which is very different from the ancient immortal cultivation world she has been in before, it seems that some things are still improving.

"Give me one of your three signature dishes. Ye Qianxun said casually.

"Well, wait a minute. Xiao Er said, and immediately turned around and hurried away.

Ye Qianxun looked around and found that the cultivation of the monks on the second floor was concentrated in the early stage of foundation building, and then she sensed the upstairs again, and found that as the floor increased, the cultivation of the guests gradually increased, and the number of people became smaller and smaller. In this restaurant, apart from herself, the highest cultivation she sensed was a mid-Yuan Infant monk.

"Little Er, find us a table by the window!" Suddenly a low shout sounded, looking for prestige, only to see a bearded man with two young men walking up.

"Guest officer, we don't have a window seat anymore, why don't you rest in other positions first, the villain will help you keep an eye on it, and once a guest by the window leaves, I'll notify you?"

The bearded man stared, his already big eyes looked very big, and with the release of his spiritual pressure, the whole person looked extremely fierce, so frightened that the shopkeeper hurriedly shrank his neck.

"If there is no second floor, take us to the third floor, isn't there a window seat in the huge restaurant?" the bearded man shouted at Xiao Er.

"Guest...... Guest officer, you can't go to the third floor. Xiao Er was a little embarrassed.

When the bearded man heard this, he became even more angry, "Why can't we go, is there any secret that can't be done?"

"No, it's not. The third floor is ......" Xiao Er wanted to continue, but he didn't know how to express it, so he had to bend down again and again to apologize.

"Hmph, don't let me go, I'm going to go!" The bearded man kicked Xiao Er away without hesitation, and went upstairs first, and the two behind him also followed.

The shopkeeper got up from the ground and immediately chased after him, but no matter how he persuaded them, the three of them just didn't listen to him. Soon, Xiao Er rolled down the stairs.

But not long after, there were suddenly a few wails from upstairs, and three figures rolled down, which were the three big men who had to go up just now.

At this moment, the faces and bodies of these three people were blue and purple, and blood was gushing out from all over their bodies.

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

The three of them screamed in pain.

"A few guest officers, it doesn't matter, right?" Another shopkeeper passed by and hurriedly stepped forward to help the three of them up, but after these people screamed a few times, they barely supported themselves, looked around hatefully and turned to leave.

Ye Qianxun smiled secretly in his heart, these three people were obviously looking for death, and the people living on the third floor were all monks in the Yudan period, so it was strange if they were not beaten.

"Huh?" Ye Qianxun suddenly thought of a question, his eyes swept over the shopkeepers who came and went in the aisle, these people's cultivation was only in the Qi refining period, it stands to reason that the divine sense could not sense the strength of the foundation building monks, so what did they use to judge the depth of the guests' cultivation?

Just when she was puzzled, a shopkeeper came over with a plate, he gently put the dishes on the mahogany table in front of Ye Qianxun, bowed down with a smile and said, "Guest officer, these are the three signature dishes of this store, please use them slowly." ”

Ye Qianxun glanced at the dishes on the table, and suddenly raised his hand to block it in front of the shopkeeper, "Wait, I have a few questions to ask." ”

Xiao Er was stunned, but still said respectfully: "Guest officer, excuse me." ”

"How did you learn about the guests' cultivation and invite them to the corresponding floor?" Ye Qianxun asked.

"That's the question the guest asked. Xiao Er's expression was relieved and said: "Every one of us who goes to the teahouse to do things will wear an induction ring, and through the ring, we can sense the cultivation of the guest officers." ”

Xiao Er said, and raised his hand, he did wear a silver ring on his hand, judging from the spiritual power fluctuations emitted from it, it should only be a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

After looking at it for a moment, Ye Qianxun asked again, "What is the highest cultivation that this spiritual weapon can sense?"

"Monks below the incarnation stage, this ring can sense it. Xiao Er replied.

"Really? Show me. Ye Qianxun stretched out his hand.

Xiao Er hesitated for a moment, but obediently took the ring off his hand.

Ye Qianxun held the ring in the palm of his hand, and a trace of cold spiritual power penetrated into his skin, and at the same time, the fluctuation of the spiritual power of the shopkeeper, who was close to him, was magnified several times, and it was clearly presented in her mind.